Irresistibly You | A Haitani Rindou Fanfic

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୨⎯ Exhume a Now-Cracked Decanter ⎯୧

Wow. Another night with him isn't what I really expected. Life is always unpredictable, huh. I have never guessed that a random conversation inside his car would end up having an impact on our relationship, or to how I see him at least.

What are we even right now? Definitely not friends, I can see that. Enemies? ...That's maybe just from my perspective. Huh, what am I to him...? It's quite obvious that he is, I don't know, obsessed with me? But is it all real this time? How will I know if it is real? What sign will fate give me to identify the difference between real or fake?

"Hey, Y/n." Mari calls me as she stands behind the kitchen counter, washing the dishes. I get up from lying down on the couch, staring into nothing, and notice my phone ringing. "You finally noticed it. It's been buzzing for 7 minutes. Maybe it's urgent?"

When I reached the mansion yesterday, it was roughly 8:30 PM and I found Mari grumbling to herself as she fixed the error she mentioned by the gate. "Hey, how's everything? Is it still a work in progress?" I asked.

She turned around and said in an out-of-breath manner, "I'm glad you're back home safe. It's just, uh, tricky. You know I'm no tech-savvy. I guess I will deal with this tomorrow."

"You sure we won't be fed to the wolves with the doors wide open tonight?" I joked around, hoping to alleviate the stress she dealt with in my absence. Mari simply chuckled and escorted me back inside the mansion with her arm wrapped around my waist.

"Nothing will happen to you, dear. I promise. All you need to do is to relax and detach from anything else but yourself."

It was one of the few nights where I didn't get much sleep when I was certain it would be a quiet night with assurance of Mari's words. In the back of my head, there was something hindering me from dozing off and wandering onto my pitch dark dream.

"Hello? Who's this-"

"Y/n!" Rindou exclaims upon hearing that I have picked up the call after a few rings. "I'm happy to hear your voice."

Sighing, I complained with a tired-as in tired of listening to this guy-tone, "What do you need, Haitani? You're ruining my after lunch nap."

"You sound like a helpless grandma. It's one in the afternoon! What are you doing taking a nap? Anyways, back to my purpose of calling you."

"I'm... listening." I say with a clueless mind. "As long as it's important."

His voice then switches to a calm and composed behavior. "Well... I don't know how to properly say this on the phone so can you come over to this place? Here, I'll send you the location."

A notification pops up on my phone right away and I see it's a private bar that can only be accessed with people who have money: artists, doctors, models, or just simply a rich person. "We just talked yesterday, remember? What is it that you want to talk about now?"

"I miss you, Y/n." Rindou says with a dragging, upset tone which he quickly follows up with, "Okay, I'll stop." as he notices the silence I give to him. Then, he briefly explains, "It's just... I think you need to hear what I have to say. So, can you come?"

"Only if you pay for my drinks."

It's an hour drive to this place and when I realize it, I get stuck in traffic which further delays my arrival. Why is he even at a bar in the afternoon right about when lunch has settled in? Is he trying to get us both drunk and then what?

I don't plan on buying anything. I am curious about what he has to say since it sounded pretty mysterious yet also concrete like it is about himself, the things that are factual. Now, this actually makes me look like I'm hungry for knowledge about this guy.